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5 Colours in Her Hair
She's got a lip ring and five colours in her hair Not into fashion but I love the clothes she wears Her tattoos always hidden by her underwear But she don't care Everybody wants to know her name I threw a houseparty and she came Everyone asks me "Who the hell is she?" That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair She's just a loner with a sexy attitude I'd like to bone her 'cause she puts me in the mood The rumour spreading 'round that she cooks in the nude But she don't care She don't care Everybody wants to know her name How does she cope with her new found fame? Everyone asks me "Who the hell is she?" That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair She was all I thought about The girl I couldn't live without But then she went insane She couldn't take the fame She said I was to blame She'd had enough And shaved five colours off And now. . . she's just a weirdo with no name Everybody wants to know her name How does she cope with her new found fame? Everyone asks me "Who the hell is she?" That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair Everybody wants to know her name How does she cope with her new found fame? Everyone asks me "Who the hell is she?" That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair Back |